They were a kind of forbidden fruit when I was a child, my parents would never 'buy that crap' which means that I am forced to buy them WHENEVER they're on sale now and devour them with the freedom that being an adult brings.
Don't get me wrong...I wouldn't feed that crap to my kids.
Remember when I posted about how crappy this apartment is?
So Landlord has decided that all of the toilet problems in the pit-hole of an apartment are caused by my use of tampons. After throwing a temper tantrum and cursing, angry texting me, arguing with me in my own home, and giving me a pleasant ultimatum; it has been determined that I have temporarily switched to pads.
Oh, and then I determined that I'm moving out.
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The best part of this decision to move is that I already have another place to go.
With everything all lined up, and a lease that is eagerly awaiting my signature, we have given notice to LaLandlordPoopyHeadFace and I have already packed over ten boxes.
I excite easily.
My new house is going to have awesome amounts of epicness and happiness and I am so super excited it's ridiculous.
Top Five Best Things About My New House
1. It is not in the Ghetto
2. It has a backyard! Eeeeeeeee!
3. The girls are in a bedroom that has it's own door and is not in my room!
4. It comes with an oven.
5. There's a laundry room and a line for drying clothes outside in the summer.
So, I am going to be busy. I'm quite sure that you will all continue to exist without me, but I thought it would be polite to let you know.